Weird World of Immortality

Zhou Fan and Lin Wuya quickly met the three people who wanted to ask.

One of the three was an old man from the village, the old man was just a mortal, and his cloudy eyes were filled with confusion and a trace of fear.

The other two are Muramasa and a warrior in the village.

Neither Muzheng nor the warriors knew the origins of the four Zhou Fans, but they understood that they were definitely great people. After all, the powerful exploration team at the entrance of the village was obedient to these three people.

The hearts of Muzheng and Chamu village warriors are full of worries. They know that the country has been destroyed. It seems that not many people survived, but what does it mean to them that the country is destroyed?

Why did these four adults come to the village?

"Sit down, don't be afraid, we're just here to learn something." Lin Wuya said with a smile.

Zhou Fan was still at a loss, but he still held his temper and waited patiently.

When he entered the village, the ghost burial coffin became as fine as a grain of rice. He didn't know why the ghost burial coffin became smaller in crowded places, but now is not the time to care about these things, he is more concerned about why Lin Wu They said that the hunting scorpion will be resurrected with a stick of incense after death, and it will become twice as strong as before.

It is not easy for the Taoist realm to deal with a wind-hunting monster that is twice as strong.

"Tell me the story of Fengshen." Lin Wuya asked directly without any nonsense.

Fengshen? Zhou Fan remained calm, it was the first time he heard this word, it sounded like some kind of god.

"Uncle, you are most familiar with this, so tell the four adults." Village Zheng said hurriedly.

That's why the old man was brought here.

"Four adults." The old man bowed and said, "I have already told the expedition team the story of Fengshen. You can just ask them if you want to know. Why do you need me, the old man, to tell it again?"

"Uncle..."

Village Zheng's face was bitter. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Wuya with a smile: "This old man, it's better to hear it from the expedition team, so I'd better trouble the old man to repeat it."

Lin Wuya smiled kindly, and the old man pressed his heart down and panicked: "Then I'll say it again, the rumor of Fengshen is passed down from generation to generation in our village, it is the patron saint of our village, but it is also a very fierce god, we only have If you worship it sincerely, it will protect the Chamu Village, and if you don't worship it sincerely, it will eat everyone in our village."

"The wind **** floats in the sky. It looks down on the earth. It is colorless and invisible and feeds on people. If it needs to, it can even blow over the entire country overnight, using the wind to eat all living beings..."

When Zhou Fan listened to the old man's story, he felt a shudder in his heart, because what the old man was talking about was no different from that of the mutant wind-hunting monster, but why did this ordinary looking old man know the ability of the mutant wind-hunting monster?

Could it be that this wind-hunting monster existed in Qianguo for a long time, so it left such a legend?

Because of the existence of weirdness in this world, some backward villages will inevitably worship various gods, and these gods are often shaped by weirdness.

If the mutant wind-hunting monster existed long ago, would Qian Guo and Xuanshengmen not notice it at all? Has the wind-hunting sprite always made trouble?

This is a bit unreasonable, it is impossible for the wind-hunting monster to keep making troubles all the time.

"The ancestors died in nine lives, and they went through all kinds of hardships to get the approval of Fengshen. As long as they sincerely worship, Fengshen will not eat the people of Chamu Village, and will protect Chamu Village." The old man finished the story of Fengshen.

If it wasn't for the wind-hunting monster destroying Qianguo before, this wind **** is just an ordinary village story, and it's not a big deal, but it sounds a little weird now.

Shi Shixiong asked, "When your village was in danger, did the wind **** ever appear?"

"Sir, how is this possible?" Muzheng shook his head and said, "This is just a deity worshipped in the village, but it has never appeared."

The warrior from Chakimura also said, "Yes, any strange attacks are solved by those of us with all our might."

"Don't talk nonsense, the two of you." The old man raised his face, "Fengshen bless us in the sky, otherwise how can you defeat Wei Jiao time and time again, and the village will not survive."

Obviously, Muzheng and the warrior looked at each other, but they did not refute. After all, this is the **** that Chamu Village has always worshiped. If he encounters danger, he will devoutly ask Fengshen to bless him in his heart. It is impossible not to believe it at all.

"Old man." Zhou Fan asked, "What does Fengshen look like?"

"Aeolus has many eyes, and it is composed of countless eyeballs, which enables it to know everything that happens on the earth, and its wind will spew out of its eyes..." The old man of Chakimura described it carefully.

Zhou Fan's face was solemn, which was exactly the same as when he met the wind-hunting monster. What's going on with this Chamu Village?

"Do you know how many years of history your village has?" Mr. Tang asked.

Village Zheng replied, "It has been two hundred and twenty-seven years since records were recorded in our village."

In two hundred and twenty-seven years, if it was the world before Zhou Fan, this village might have long since changed, but in this world where strange things are rampant, it would be good if the population remained the same. Disaster, if it is not for the warriors, it is generally difficult to walk outside, and this village has been preserved like this, which is not a strange thing.

"Can Fengshen be killed?" Zhou Fan asked.

"How can you say such disrespectful things?" The old man of Chakimura said a little excitedly: "You expedition team asked this before~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This will provoke the wind god, this is a god, how can a **** be attacked? kill?"

"Even if the Fengshen fights with other gods, even if it is scattered, the wind is invisible and cannot be killed. After a stick of incense, it will come back twice as powerful as before."

"Time and time again, the cycle of becoming stronger, until the other gods are driven away or killed, Fengshen is the strongest."

Zhou Fan's heart was beating violently, and then he understood why Lin Wuya said before that the hunting wind sprite might continue to come back alive.

If it really is like what the old man said, the wind-hunting monster can be resurrected again and again, and it will become twice as powerful as the previous time, then who can kill it?

"How is this possible? If there is no limit to its strength, the world would have been destroyed by it." Shi Shixiong frowned. He didn't like what the old man said, which made him feel indescribably cold in his heart.

"Do you think this is a human?" The old man from Chamu Village became even more excited: "This is a god. Of course, a **** is omnipotent and cannot be treated equally with the eyes of us mortals."

"Uncle, don't talk about it." Village Zheng said anxiously, and he smiled at Zhou Fan and the others: "Four adults, I'm sorry, my uncle is the priest in the village."

A priest is a person who presides over the sacrifice of the gods. Usually, the elders of the village are in charge. The priest is of course the most devout believer of the gods.

The four of them all shook their heads to indicate that it was okay, but they felt very uncomfortable, as if they were surrounded by a cold wind.